God’s love is like an island in life’s ocean, vast and wide, A peaceful, quiet shelter from the restless, rising tide. God’s love is like a fortress, and we seek protection there When the waves of tribulation seem to drown us in despair. God’s love is like a sanctuary where …
Ruth Bell Graham began this poem for her mother when she was nineteen years old on Mother’s Day 1940. She finished it thirty-four years later on November 8, 1974, the day her mother died. PORTRAIT COMPLETED As the portrait is unconscious of the master artist’s touch, unaware of growing beauty, …
Remember the man, who was honest and true, Good to us all, and wise too. Full of compassion and grace I’m sure he brought a smile to God’s heavenly face. Remember the man, whose voice filled the room As he strummed his guitar to an old country tune. With his …
Consider Him who endured such hostility from sinners against Himself, lest you become weary and discouraged in your souls. Hebrews 12:3 I wrote the following poem on August 10, 1980 while Neil and I were on a camping trip with my mother and father to the East Coast of Canada. …
